The diary of a white girl in Arabia

Road Kill

The shiny, pristine roads of my new home city don’t lend to a lot of movement in my road trip collateral on the sidebar =>

But this past week, I saw the unimaginable! A mangled carcass, of what I’m assuming used to be a cat, sprawled in the center of my lane as I drove Charlie to his Kung-Fu class. I was shocked by my reaction. I recoiled with disgust. This was something that I would not only witness on regular basis in the past, but I would eagerly hunt out sightings. It became sport. My white-washed environment has white-washed my heart and perspective. I’m not the jaded girl that I once was.